Of all the ridiculous!!

I didn’t go to church last Thursday because my skin had been acting up: Itchy, dry, more red than usual, etc. I planned to drink water every hour and sleep early since I was also going to work early the next day. It’s around 9:30pm just finished showering and I run to get my newly washed sheets from the dryer. I’m in the garage and realize the garage door to the backyard is open…I have this quick thought, I better check the door to make sure it’s unlocked… Too late, it closed. Dreadfully I walk to the door, check the doorknob, “uh, it is locked!”

‘Luckily’ my room is in the backyard versus the front yard. My room is guarded by my two dogs and covered by thick trees. I run over to my windows. Yes, the window is slightly open unfortunately the window bar was in place. I run back to the garage, grab my materials and run over with a chair. I ever so carefully yank off the screen then use it to clear off the wall and window sill from creepy crawlers. Then I had to masterfully remove the window bar with the little space I had open; all the while my chow is quizzically watching me. I finally get my window all the way open and try to carefully climb in without getting too dirty. I run over to the garage door and unlock it. Run outside grab the screen, materials, and chair drop it in the garage. I empty out the dryer and dump my sheets on the bed.

Finally after finishing in the bathroom I climb I to bed. 10:15 pm.

So much for showering and clean sheets. So much for sleeping early. What are the odds? Murphy’s law definitely had it out for me!

Five Minute Friday: LOUD

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We write because we want to, not because we have to. We write for fun, for joy, for discovery.

We just write without worrying if it’s just write or not.

Won’t you join us?

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them.
OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:
LOUD

Its been six month since her Father died; her family knows she’s not ok. Her friends haven’t had a real conversation with her about life and emotions.

All they know is that she’s different; rightly so, losing someone you love dearly changes you. But this is different; she’s changed. A loud change, one you can hear from a mile away. The clothes, the music, the lifestyle, sadly the friends.

As if scared to stop for a moment; ponder life, ponder her father, ponder death. But no, quiet is painful. Its easier to keep talking, keep the music loud, the tv on. Watch the different colors, hear the noise. Something on all the time.

There is no time for quiet, no way to turn off the tv, not turning down the radio and definitely not going to stop talking so you have no way of asking me how I’m doing and have my noise and loudness in my soul quiet down for even a moment.

Five Minute Friday: EMPTY

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We write because we want to, not because we have to. We write for fun, for joy, for discovery.

We just write without worrying if it’s just write or not.

Won’t you join us?

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them.
OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Empty

She wakes up in the middle of the night, remembering he’s gone, the side of the bed he used to occupy is empty and he’s gone forever, ’til she’ll see him in Heaven

– – –

He’s holding her hand, waiting and praying, he hasn’t left her side since she fell into coma, two weeks ago. The accident: he was driving; she was laughing; they were talking about marriage. Now, he’s praying for her life.

– – –

A painful sorrow, she doesn’t know how to help her daughter, he’s gone: husband, father, soldier, protector, provider.

– – –

He’s kneeling-pleading to God for help; they’ve been fighting cancer for two years now…she’s gone. With three kids to look after, all of them need her; he needs her

Best Buy, You’ve done it again

You remember the difficulties I’ve had with Best Buy. They’ve made it a point to not disappoint me in their losing streak.

Well, last year on cyber Monday I placed an online order with Best Buy because #1 I’d rather have it delivered to my house instead of going to the store and having to deal with parking and waiting in line. #2 just in case like last time-they wouldn’t have my order ready and I would have to come back for the other items.

I place my order and pull up the confirmation email. They separate my order in 2 bundles. The first bundle didn’t ship out until one week after I placed my order.

I live in California, to my understanding it would be a smart idea for best buy to have a distribution center in California, right? Then please enlighten me, why did my items ship out from Ohio?? Why in the world did it take one week to find out if they had the items and ship them out?

My second bundle which happens to be an Xbox with kinect bundle took two weeks to ship out. This time from Kentucky. Now folks, I don’t own my own business but it’s the Christmas season and I would assume I would keep my inventory fully stocked. Why did it take two weeks for it to finally ship out?

Second instance. My sister and I are in line at Best Buy mobile (this was our third attempt in two weeks) We got in line just in time; not even five minutes later three people line up behind us. This lady, Norma, who ‘helps’ us upgrade my sister’s phone thinks she’s the master at multi-tasking; she proceeds to talk over and around my sister and I to find out what the other patrons need. Now, if she took her time and energy and focused on one task and one customer at a time-she would be much more efficient and effective at her customer service job. What should’ve been a 15 minute transaction turned out to be a 30 minute transaction. There was still the same amount of people waiting in line, if not more!

Last scenario is a doozy. My sister calls Best Buy and asks for the camera department. Now this particular representative did not transfer the call but proceeded to attempt to help. My sister’s simple question– a type of lens and if they have it in stock or if they can order it for her and she’ll pick it up. The BBY rep, Maria, asks my sister three different times the type of lens and the price of the lens. On Maria’s third attempt she asks my sister, ‘do you have the SKU number?’

Hold on lady. I’m calling YOU, the vendor, for a product that you sell, that ME the consumer would like to buy… You are asking me for the sku number?

Ah, Best Buy you never cease to amaze me… You fall into the list of things I shake my head at and things that give me a headache.

Five Minute Friday: ACHE

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We write because we love words and the relief it is to just write them without worrying if they’re just right or not. So we take five minutes on Friday and write like we used to finger paint. For joy in the process. No matter how messy the result.

Got five minutes? Come and write with us, we promise to tell you we loved it! (<—Tweet this!)

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

ACHE

The different levels and layers are numerous. The overall feeling is the same. The deep pit in our heart. The strain in our emotions. The tiredness of our bodies.

What human hasn’t experienced those feelings?

What brings it about?

A range of circumstances, actions, and words. Sometimes it’s self-inflicted, sometimes another’s ignorance or willful actions. Sometimes, it’s brought on through the current events we hear about: the school shooting, the negligent parents, statistics of teen pregnancies, the absence of parents.

It brings about this deep pit of sadness, hurt, and pain that sears within our soul and pierces our mind and body.

What to do about it?

Me? I realize: I’m not without hope.

One day, my heart will no longer ache. My ears will no longer hear distressing and painful news. My mind will not have to try and comprehend the selfish and hurtful acts of others. No tears will need to be shed for the pain I have endured and the ache I have suffered. Because He [Jesus] will be my physical comfort and he will wipe away all my tears. He will take away the pain and sorrow I endured.